Chapter 218 The Situation Is Grim

The rain kept falling, just like the song sang, and the atmosphere in the city government meeting room was not harmonious.

Mayor Fang has two big bags under his eyes that cannot be concealed, and his nasolabial folds are more obvious than usual. The six deputy mayors below are not much better. They all look very tired and don't care about the mayor. It was a lady, and there were already several cigarette butts in the ashtray in front of each of them.

Mayor Fang gestured to the clerk who was taking minutes of the meeting. The window opened, and a gust of steamy wind blew in. The air was finally fresh.

"At the Standing Committee just now, Secretary Xu conveyed the instructions of the Provincial Party Committee. All the work at this stage is mainly focused on flood control. The meteorological department predicts that the rainstorm will continue for a period of time in the future. On the whole, This year's flood situation is not optimistic.

The municipal party committee gave us two instructions. The first thing is to ensure safety, to ensure the safety of people's lives and property, and to ensure the safety of key municipal projects under construction.

Second, ensure that the planned flood storage area can play its due role when possible.

Let me make one more request. In the face of such natural disasters, we must ensure that there will be no man-made disasters. Immediately after the meeting ended, everyone notified the responsible persons of the various branches and bureaus, and must convey the spirit of the meeting in place. At such a moment, if mass incidents still occur, then the relevant parties must be held accountable politically. "

As soon as the words fell, Deputy Mayor Cao, who was in charge of industry, put out his cigarette butt in the ashtray, "I firmly support the decision-making spirit of the provincial and municipal party committees, but you, the mayor, are also aware of the situation of these factories under the municipal administration. More than one-third of the factories have not paid wages for three months, and those factory managers surrounded me to complain all day long. Also, in the past two months, we have checked and strengthened the old factory buildings and employees for the problem of flood prevention and waterlogging. The dormitory, but looking at it now, the flood situation this time is far beyond the past, so the prevention work done according to the original standard is probably insufficient."

As soon as Deputy Mayor Cao finished speaking, everyone opened their mouths in a hurry. In short, they were either asking for money or goods. It is to borrow money everywhere, where can I get the money.

Mayor Fang rubbed his swollen temples, thinking that last year, he was one of the people sitting below, asking for money and things, and this year it was someone else's turn to open their mouths to her.

After thinking about it, she said to the secretary-general of the municipal government, "Help me make an appointment with the presidents of the four major banks, and arrange for me to meet with them as soon as possible."

The secretary-general got up and was about to make a phone call. Before anyone left the meeting room, the phone in the corner of the meeting room rang. He walked over to pick up the phone, "What? Are there any casualties? Okay, I see."

The arguing mayors stopped talking, "Mayor Fang, the third workshop of the city's aluminum products factory collapsed." They really came here for whatever they were afraid of.

"Everyone go back and arrange work immediately, Lao Cao, follow me."

The two vehicles were driving one after the other on the road where the water was not shallow. "Have the police and firefighters arrived? Are there any casualties?" Mayor Fang asked the secretary who was using his mobile phone to contact the scene.

"The police and firefighters have arrived at the scene. Preliminary statistics show that there are three workers under the ground. Two of them have been found and are in good health. There is still one who is still searching for rescue."

The scene of the incident was full of devastation, the long third workshop, the right section collapsed into a pile, scattered red bricks, blackened wood, rusty steel frames, colored steel tiles crumpled like pieces of paper, in a mess pile up.

Officers and soldiers of the police and firefighting, workers in the factory, and some family members were relaying to move these things away bit by bit. An old woman was digging desperately on the rubble while crying, "Old Qiu, you But don't worry about it!"

Mayor Fang threw away the umbrella, took a raincoat from the secretary, and joined the ranks of cleaning up. She took the lead, and of course Deputy Mayor Cao couldn't watch. In the end, even the drivers of the two cars joined Come in.

When the ruins were half cleared, a Mitsubishi Pajero drove in. A fat man in a hurry got off the co-driver, and a secretary-like man with a leather bag got off the back seat. He quickly opened an umbrella and put it on his head.

A young man who was cleaning up stopped in front of him, "Fatty Liu, you bastard, if something happens to my father, I will never end with you."

The workers next to him grabbed him and looked at Fatty Feng coldly. Her mother, with disheveled hair and smudges all over her face, came over and scolded him, "What can you expect from Fatty Liu? Hurry up and move it!" , you want your father to die!"

Fatty Liu looked at the two mayors in the crowd, his face turned blue and white, grabbed a hard hat and put it on his head, and went to say hello to Mayor Fang, "Mayor Fang."

Mayor Fang ignored him, so he had to go to Deputy Mayor Cao, "Mayor Cao, I was discussing cooperation with a Wenzhou native, and I rushed over when I heard the news. Will something happen?"

Deputy Mayor Cao looked at him resentfully, but didn't speak.

Finally, under a bending machine, everyone found an old worker surnamed Qiu. This old equipment produced in Jinling in the 1960s saved him. Although one of his legs was crushed under a steel frame, he died. saved.

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It was a rare weekend, but everyone could only stay at home. The three of them watched DVDs all morning and felt a little dizzy, so they took Feng Yiping to play cards together.

Playing cards with them, well, Feng Yiping really doesn’t know how to describe it, the play is slow, you will look at my cards, I will look at your cards, and I will regret it, Feng Yiping played a few games with them, I couldn't wait any longer, and hid in the study alone.

It doesn't matter if there is one less person, they just use cards to play the game of drawing bastards, the rules are very simple, except for a king, a single 8 and a single Q, everything else remains the same, everyone draws a card from the previous family every time The cards that make up a pair will be eliminated, and in the end, the one who has these three cards in his hand will lose, that is, the bastard.

This is a time-wasting, no-brainer, purely luck-based game. They played a few games happily outside, as if Huang Jingshu had been a bastard for several games in a row, and finally stopped playing and went back to their rooms to sleep.

While her cousin was back in the room and Zhang Qiuling was going to the bathroom, Huang Jingping sneaked into the study, pressed Feng Yiping's head from behind, and tapped Feng Yiping's forehead. Then she giggled and ran away. Go back to the room and sleep.

Feng Yiping touched her wet forehead, a little amused, her expression just now seemed like a child who ate candy, or a cat who stole fish.

It was a good day to sleep in. The two rooms became quiet for a while.

Feng Yiping looked out of the window calmly. From here, the reeds by the river were mostly submerged in the water. He wondered if the river would overflow into the community in a few days.

He just leaned on the chair like this, and when he was about to fall asleep, Huang Jingshu walked in quietly with bare feet, "Let's go for a walk!"

"Okay!" Feng Yiping knew that this conversation would come sooner or later.